She was more sexy than her coworkers
Oh yes! By far
She would blaze through the streets
In her fancy sports car
All the men at the pub would push
and strain
They drooled over hebeauty's's as though
they were insane
No woman could match her
No wit could catch her
But there was a catch to her story
It may sound a bit gory
But upon talking to this beauty which
every man felt his duty
She spoke to them as dirt as she swished
her satin skirt
Every man was offended and their affections
they recinded
They left her where she stood
She wasen't the dish to take home to mom
She was mean and nasty and left home at
the prom
All her beauty turned into a ball of snot...
This is the tale of the girl who didn't get got--